Betsey Horton

Wednesday morning. 3:45am. Woke up and couldn’t go back to sleep, again. Such is life. Had another crazy nightmare about my mother. Clearly my brain is still processing all of the new information it has gathered in the last few days. Not having too much difficulty accepting the neurodivergent thing....Read More

Monday morning. Here I am, doing my usual routine. Having a coffee and lecturing the cat about why he shouldn’t be jumping up onto the balcony railing. He doesn’t give a fuck. He’s a cat. He’s just like, “Look, Ma, I can balance!” And I’m just standing there having a...Read More

Friday morning. Taught my yoga class, then came home to chill out and have a coffee. Currently watching a doc on AJE about nuclear disarmament. Listening to Baby Boomers talk about watching the Doomsday Clock on TV and living under the threat of nuclear war everyday is pretty eye-opening. Definitely...Read More

Thursday. Following my usual morning routine. Haven’t put on the news yet. I usually wait until about 10am so I have some time to be awake and enjoy the peace of the morning time alone before I tend to the chaotic reality of the world. Woke up thinking about my...Read More